by: Marty Chrisman
Over the next few weeks, Luke and Kelly spent as much time together as possible. With each passing day, their love grew deeper and stronger. It wasn’t long before everyone in Hazzard knew that one of the Duke Boys had been spoken for. More than one girl in Hazzard Country felt the sharp sting of disappointment and envied Kelly, wishing that they were in her place. One girl in particular.
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Christy Lane kept stealing glances at Luke and Kelly. It was a disgrace the way he was hanging on every word that little piece of trash said. And the way he kept looking at her. You could just tell they were sleeping together. Christy felt a pang of jealousy so strong she could taste it. She knew just how good Luke was in bed and she missed his loving. She’d do just about anything to keep him from mooning over that little blonde
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“I gotta go on in about fifteen minutes.” Kelly told Luke. “I’m gonna sing that new song I wrote.”
“Good, I like that song.” Luke said with a grin. But then he liked everything Kelly wrote. She was one of the best song writers he’d ever known (And Luke knew a couple of guys from Hazzard that had gone to Nashville and became pretty good writers)
Kelly had been singing at the Boar’s Nest on the weekends ever since that first weekend when the band had made Luke get up on stage with her. Boss Hogg was in Hogg heaven. She brought in the crowds better than the band ever had before. The crowd always insisted that Luke sing a couple of songs with her, no matter how hard he tried to beg off. The truth was he enjoyed it. He had always loved singing with Kelly and he had missed singing with a live band.